Monthly Archives: September 2004

Darlene’s sister, Deborah, visits with Sam, a basset hound who was hanging out at a dress shop on Rue Meynadier in Cannes this afternoon. Send to KindleTweet

Deborah Determan, Darlene’s older sister, a vocational rehabilitation counselor and a most congenial companion on many of our travels, made her way from Omaha to Chicago to London Heathrow to Nice yesterday and today. She arrived impressively fresh and full … Continue reading →

Darlene heads down the ramp at London’s Heathrow this afternoon to board BMI’s budget flight to Nice, France. Send to KindleTweet

The Vaio just crashed and ate the Chronicle I’ve been working on for the past hour. It’s too late to try again. The short form is we traveled from Chipping Campden, England, to Cannes, France, today in a car, two … Continue reading →

A view of the Cotswolds this afternoon on our way to Hidcote Manor Garden, about three miles northeast of Chipping Campden. Send to KindleTweet

A ruddy-faced bald man wearing soft shoes, khakis, a red shirt and blue sweater entered the cafe where I was writing this morning. He took a copy of The Daily Telegraph from the rack and asked the waitress, “Where’s the … Continue reading →

After driving an hour into the Cotswolds this afternoon, Darlene and I found a room for two nights at the Seymour House in Chipping Campden, Gloucestershire. We had tea with scones, strawberry jam, and clotted cream at this tea room … Continue reading →

Ged Jones, a 15-year veteran of the Royal Mail, after stopping a second time to help us navigate our rental car back to Oriel College. Send to KindleTweet

Oriel College, Oxford Well, the rain flowed today, and so did everything else, by which I mean we seemed to be guided as much by coincidences and mistakes as by our plans for the day. I left the Hopkins conference … Continue reading →

The Oriel College library, which we walked past this morning on our way to breakfast in the main hall. Send to KindleTweet